After dealing with the bird egg in his possession, Heath felt much calmer. Before, while he had the egg on his hands, he had constantly worried about whether it would cause some problem or something unexpected would happen, such as accidentally breaking it. Fortunately, he had handed it over to Ho-Oh now, so he no longer needed to worry about those problems, which let him breathe a sigh of relief.
"Trainer, Trainer!" Just as Heath was busy making griddled squid, he heard Zoroark's urgent voice. He looked up in puzzlement and saw Zoroark waving at him, leaving him a little confused. What was wrong with this troublemaker now?
"What is it?" Heath wiped his hands, then placed the griddled squid he was holding onto a tray before looking at Zoroark and asking. Had another bizarre customer turned up?
"Trainer, here's the thing. A customer ordered some food, but his order is a little strange. He brought his own ingredients. Can we cook them?" Zoroark asked. Heath raised his eyebrows. Well, well, another customer bringing ingredients for him to cook. Heath felt that there seemed to have been more customers like this lately. He had no idea what was going on, which left him a little curious and puzzled. After all, customers rarely chose to bring their own ingredients to a restaurant.
After all, unless they had special dietary habits, most customers simply ordered dishes when they went to a restaurant. Unless they had some particular eating habit, such as eating only one specific kind of meat, bringing ingredients to a restaurant seemed strange no matter how he looked at it. Although Heath had never prohibited customers from bringing their own drinks and ingredients, he really did rarely encounter customers who brought their own ingredients for a meal.
"Oh? What sort